When Zhang Yu arrived at work, just after finishing cleaning, she saw Xiao Qiao preparing to end his shift.
"Xiao Qiao." Zhang Yu called out to Xiao Qiao, who was about to go for a stroll.
Many people directly go home to rest after night shifts, but Xiao Qiao, unlike the others, would join everyone for another round and then head home.
According to him, he would just rest when he got home anyway, having nothing to do, so he might as well take another walk here.
Xiao Qiao looked at her, puzzled. "Soon." Zhang Yu had the courage to ask Xiao Qiao but didn't have the confidence to say it in front of everyone.
If he agreed, it would be all joy and happiness, everything would be fine, even if colleagues overheard it would be okay.
But if he rejected her, she would lose face. Even if Xiao Qiao agreed unwillingly just to save her face, would that truly make her happy?
